Disgrace of Time
v4
@Karim Adel
Disgrace of Time
v4
@Karim Adel
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[Verse 1]
You make the cheap seem valuable
Polish dust till it blinds our eyes
You hide the gold like it’s contraband
Bury wisdom where no one tries
Those full of toughness and trouble
Kick your doors in
Carve their names
They bend your hours like hot metal
Walk away
Untouched by shame
[Chorus]
It’s a disgrace
O time
How you crown the cruel
The hollow
It’s a disgrace
O time
And we’re forced to watch and follow
It’s a disgrace
O time
When ignorance and flesh are stars
It’s a disgrace
O time
While the worthy wear their scars
[Verse 2]
You lift the loud to the rooftop
Give their echoes a thousand lives
While quiet hearts stitch the daylight
In the back rooms
Out of sight
Ignorance sits at your table
Prostitutes parade as queens
You light them up like a festival
Leave the wise ones in between
[Chorus]
It’s a disgrace
O time
How you crown the cruel
The hollow
It’s a disgrace
O time
And we’re forced to watch and follow
It’s a disgrace
O time
When ignorance and flesh are stars
It’s a disgrace
O time
While the worthy wear their scars
You make the cheap seem valuable
Polish dust till it blinds our eyes
You hide the gold like it’s contraband
Bury wisdom where no one tries
Those full of toughness and trouble
Kick your doors in
Carve their names
They bend your hours like hot metal
Walk away
Untouched by shame
[Chorus]
It’s a disgrace
O time
How you crown the cruel
The hollow
It’s a disgrace
O time
And we’re forced to watch and follow
It’s a disgrace
O time
When ignorance and flesh are stars
It’s a disgrace
O time
While the worthy wear their scars
[Verse 2]
You lift the loud to the rooftop
Give their echoes a thousand lives
While quiet hearts stitch the daylight
In the back rooms
Out of sight
Ignorance sits at your table
Prostitutes parade as queens
You light them up like a festival
Leave the wise ones in between
[Chorus]
It’s a disgrace
O time
How you crown the cruel
The hollow
It’s a disgrace
O time
And we’re forced to watch and follow
It’s a disgrace
O time
When ignorance and flesh are stars
It’s a disgrace
O time
While the worthy wear their scars
A zene stílusa
Minor-key Arabic-influenced ballad, male vocals, oud and qanun over a slow, rolling groove; verses in a half-spoken lament that opens into a sorrowful, chant-like hook. Sub-bass and frame drum build through the chorus, with distant choral pads on repeats to give a sense of ancient weight and moral outrage.
